Suddenly we are well into the holidays: so far more important things to do than blog regularly.
Have taken in several good walks, lots of games (frisbee is in at the moment, as the bruise and scab on my nose attest!), a bonfire, a major shed clearing project (in anticipation of being given a snooker table and needing space for it - cleared the shed, then offer of table withdrawn...), a bit of music-making, a movie or two...
Do I live for pleasure alone, you may wonder. But actually, spending time with the kids, doing the kind of things they want to do, is central to being a Father; and of course all sorts of moments arise where by example or word one influences, teaches or communicates values to the kids. And my theory is that if I am with them when they want me to be, they will find it easier to turn to me when it might become more difficult (if you see what I mean...)
Litany for People Stuck in Waitrose Car Park on the Night Before Christmas
Eve
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Oh dear God
We just thought we'd slip out for a last-minute almond parfait
and a Basque Cheesecake
and a corn-fed organic free-range Duchy goose
with brandy ...
4 hours ago
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